Song Description
Bill Colgate - lead vocal/
Mike Francis - electric and acoustic guitars/
Brian Leonard - drums/
Tom Szczesniak - bass/
Ray Parker - synth/
Ralph Cole - solo guitar/
David Blamires, Dan Clancy - vocals.
| Song Length |
4:20 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
I got a friend works at the railway station
He told me something he could hardly say
About a woman fitting your description
Who bought a ticket heading just one way
I barely understood the words he said
Between the lightning and the driving rain
If I know nothing in this great big world
One thing I know is that I hate that train
Hate that train and it's whistle blowing
Hate that train and anywhere it's going
Hate that train for telling me that it's all in vain
My God I love to hate that train
There is a line that runs from New York City, there is a line that ends in Omaha
There is a line that for the sake of pity is the one that we should never draw
But now he tells me that you've up and gone and what I have for you is love in vain
If I know nothing in this great big world one thing I know is that I hate that train
And every night around 10 I am drawn once again to my window
When the 9:58 starts to rattle the gate and the door
Like a constant sore I've made a friend of the pain
I love to hate that train